Mayara, I'll never ever leave you!

This must be a dream your to perfect to really be mine, I hope I don't wake up. I'd feel so robbed of my perfect life with a angel. I know I have to be dreaming. I don't deserve such a amazing beautiful kind sweet girl as my other half. I know your special I can feel your magic.. Your love in every kiss as it rushes through my veins like a drug, every part of my soul can feel your heart pounding with love for me, but I do not deserve this gift I have been given but I would never complain or try to return my angel for another of less perfection. I miss you dearly every time your gone, so far that when I yell your name my words fall to the floor before the meet your presence. You are my love, my sunshine to my life. I need you forever

Now.

Happiness, to me, is many things. I am truly happy when I am content with myself. Not my appearance, not my accomplishments, not my acquaintances- just me. I am truly happy when I discover something, or someone, that enthralls, enchants, and enamors me. Music, films, nature, and people do all of these things. I love the feeling of first discovering a band that sings everything I've ever wanted to speak, I love reading a book that makes me sincerely hopeful for the hero/heroine, instead of jealous, and I like watching a movie that changes my thought process, and takes me away from a world full of propaganda, lust, and grammatical errors. I like being prideful, but humble. I am happy when I'm in a car full of my closest friends, singing mockingly to the out-dated songs played on the radio. I am happy when I'm stuck at home, playing party games with my family, laughing about ourselves. I am happy when realization strikes me unexpectedly...when I realize my life is short. I realize I possess talent. I realize that the daisies make me smile because they're happy, not because they're beautiful. I realize I can love with my whole heart without bitterness. I realize that I am significant...
I realize my life is worth it.